Went to Swensens at Terminal 2 for lunch today.

-_- I had some weird sandwich thing and I felt like puking after eating less than half of it. I don't know why. O:

Oh well.

And I had a Ribeye Steak. My mom said it had more fats but was nicer.
Then I couldn't cut the steak, and she told me cut also must have direction then can cut one. -_-

Tsk, damn mafan lor. I think I'll just stick to my baked rice next time.
See lah, that's why I don't like to try new things. ):

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Me: ...they're twins.
Mom: o.O Are they identical twins?
Me: Err.. yah? I think so.
Mom: o.O Do they have like telepathy?
Me: HUH?!
Mom: Yah..! I heard like if one twin gets hurt the other can FEEL...

-_- Eh, wtf.

Anyway, the dessert took really long to come. And we waited for more than 15 to 20 minutes (because that's how long the waitress said it would take), but it still didn't come.
The people seated behind us were complaining like siao, and my mom said she heard them talking about how the bad service ruined their outing, their day... or whatever.
-_- Zomg.

Went to the bookstore. Bought HELL! :D
Sounds cool lor.

Hell is a place where three days can last as long as ten years on earth, and people are able to read each other's minds and revisit the darker details of their former lives ...

Oh, and Third Degree by Greg Iles looks pretty interesting, but I didn't buy it. ):

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On the way back to the lift,

Younger brother: You know from the back right, your hair looks like a pineapple.

-_-

Oh well.